Satori in Paris and Pic: Two Novels (Kerouac, Jack) [Paperback]

Jack Kerouac (Author)

Book Description

Series: Kerouac, Jack | Publication Date: January 12, 1994

Satori in Paris and Pic, two of Jack Kerouac's last novels, showcase the remarkable range and versatility of his mature talent. Satori in Paris is a rollicking autobiographical account of Kerouac's search for his heritage in France, and lands the author in his familiar milieu of seedy bars and all-night conversations. Pic is Kerouac's final novel and one of his most unusual. Narrated by ten-year-old Pictorial Review Jackson in a North Carolina vernacular, the novel charts the adventures of Pic and his brother Slim as they travel from the rural South to Harlem in the 1940s.

Product Details

• Paperback: 240 pages
• Publisher: Grove Press; Revised edition (January 12, 1994)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0802130615
• ISBN-13: 978-0802130617
• Product Dimensions: 8.2 x 5.4 x 0.6 inches
• Shipping Weight: 8.8 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 4.1 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (8 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #156,298 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

More About the Author

Jack Kerouac (1922-1969), the central figure of the Beat Generation, was born in Lowell, Massachusetts, in 1922 and died in St. Petersburg, Florida, in 1969. Among his many novels are On the Road, The Dharma Bums, Big Sur, and Visions of Cody.

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6 of 8 people found the following review helpful:

2.0 out of 5 stars sorry to say it..., April 6, 2005

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This review is from: Satori in Paris and Pic: Two Novels (Kerouac, Jack) (Paperback)

I've read a lot of Kerouac's stuff and liked most of it. this, however, is truly pathetic, uninteresting and unnecessary. I guess if you for some reason need a portrait of the artist in decline... this is it.

If you've never read him please dont start here. This is only for those who already love and know what jack was capable of- we're better prepared to forgive disappointments like these. If you're new to kerouac do yourself a favor and start with things like the dharma bums, on the road and subterraneans- there's a reason these are as popular as they are.

It's nice and short, though.

I also want to mention that this is my first review- I'm not in the habit of trashing great writers lesser works. I dont need my opinions heard or validated. I just want to steer fledgling beat readers away from what could be an instant kerouac dealbreaker.

1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars go moan for man!, February 6, 2008

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This review is from: Satori in Paris and Pic: Two Novels (Kerouac, Jack) (Paperback)

satori is kerouac being kerouac, the end of the Duluoz Legend, almost like he's just writing you letters. i wish there was a bit more to it, something to end it all, but alas it ends not with a bang but a whimper.

pic, his last novel, is great, this is kerouac being mark twain and really shows his talent as a writer, that he can write about something other than himself. and ties into his Duluoz Legend in a cool sort of way too.

5.0 out of 5 stars High Times in Paris and Brittany, August 12, 2010

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Dash (GRAND ISLAND, NE, US) - See all my reviews

This review is from: Satori in Paris and Pic: Two Novels (Kerouac, Jack) (Paperback)

It helps to be a bit of a Kerouac fan to like this short book, and it helps if you've been to Paris as well I guess. I liked it, and tho Jean-Louis Lebris de Kerouac was pretty wasted thru his whole trip here, he is funnier than hell!!! The way he puts down the American businessman tourist, comments still on a coupla giggly schoolmarms from Iowa, how he gets offended that his French (real French, if olde-timey) and his bum demeanor are not quite what Parisians dig... Kerouac by the end is sick of traipsing around France (and wants to get back to the American funny papers in St Pete!) but not before a beer and calvados soaked journey ostensibly to find his ancestry (he even admits he only ate one real meal while in Paris--hot dogs and saurkraut!). This is a good book, we all know he died soon after, the fact that he even got this written after his trip is amazing.